The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1887-04-08

= 1879 1
What was there IN the ringing voice
Of the speaker. the tone Of command
first assumed by the child. that com
quercd ALP II meant the slave had
broken her bonds. and declared free
dom from t~yrannical rule.
"Kathcrine. give the girl her rights,
or she shall surely go!' said the
farmer. turning TO leave the DON
Gyp TO go! that was : consideration
not 10 be Thought Of. She remembered
the quick step and nimble fingers that
could accomplish more in one day than
Sophronia in q week; and. wise to her
own advantage, concluded to overlook
the present and change her tactics.
"Well. what do you wantP" In :
modified tone.
Every thing! clothes. and a chance
TO become some one In the worldT'
Thus it happened that Gyp. the wait,
fought her own battle and won ! n the
conflict. Farmer Blym had always
e~ndeavored to be kind to the child. put
he was u meek man. striving for peace
| in his own household. where discord
ran riot, and II he had failed in the
past, he determined the future should
make ample amends. So the desired
books were obtained, and every mo-
ment Gyp could spare she spent .
their pages.
Passages from the poets Of the past,
as well as those Of the present, grew IA
miliar to her lips, and as she compre-
pended the grandeur and beauty her
soul grew, and the chrysalis changed
into 4 winged creature. Down through
the meadow at the foot Of a steep ridge
there ran q brook, and by its side I'M
der a sweeping oak was Gyp's special
retreat. Whenever the letters chafed
too roughly. here she flew for solace,
and when the brightness as she
termed IL, entered her life, this spot
was still her refuge. Sitting there she
read aloud one Of Tennyson's poems,
and Ms she finished was startled by
hearing q voice above her exclaim:
s.Pcrmit me to thank you for the
pleasure received in your rendering d
that exquisite GEM and glancing up
ward she beheld . stranger in her do
main.
Il was not aware l had q listener
she replied. arising for departure.
pray stay!'' he said. Il was sitting
on a rock sketching that bit Of scenery
yonder when I heard your voice. ant
il sounded 50 pathetic in the green
wood that ] could not think Of retiring
VIII you look at thcse?" he inquired
stepping across the brook and opening
his portfolio.
"Are they real pictures Of natureP'
she asked. as he spread them in view.
perhaps you will recognize some o
the scenery" he rejoined.
"Why, it's around Shclbyville!" sh'
exclaimed, artlessly. "Here Is the oil
church and ellis beyond"
He listened in an amused manner a
her naive remarks, regarding her as
child. Then a low exclamation escapes
. her, and a look Of blank astonishmen
was quickly succeeded by a flush Of in
dignant surprise. for here-yes, sh
surely could not be m~istakcn-was
picture Of herself, seated under an Oh
, oak, with hands tightly clasping . boo
and eyes seemingly pcering INTO N
! mysteries Of the future.
LET me make my peace, " ne hastil
: exclaimed, s.by~ Offering you the sketch
|, and confcssing this is not the first tim
I have tresPassed on what ! judgeto .
: your rightful domain. win you gran
i. pardon?"
! ''Sincc you bestow the I
o~ffense, suppose ! should. sne =
piled, examining the sketch the whi'
Z He smiled, then took up the neg'ec
ed book.
Z You are . lover Of Tennyscn' see
he said. \.
n Yes, ! admire all ne has written.
v You have . wonderful gift ne r
r joined Has no n ever told ~
sol"
II NO" she answered. shortly N
a willing . stranger should know no
~ desolate her life was.